The tranquil lake fills with boats over the summer. I enjoyed it more in the peaceful season, though we bid it farewell with reluctance.
We crossed the border into Victoria cruising down a lovely timbered road before breaking into the rich dairy country of Gippsland. It is wonderful to see the land green after more than 10 years of very dry weather. But most of the state of Victoria is still drought declared.
Musing:
The Pasture by Robert Frost
"I'm going out to clean the pasture spring;
I'll only stop to rake the leaves away
(And wait to watch the water clear, I may):
I sha'n't be gone long. You come too.
I'm going out to fetch the little calf
That's standing by the mother. It's so young,
It totters when she licks it with her tongue.
I sha'n't be gone long. You come too."
Musing:
The Pasture by Robert Frost
"I'm going out to clean the pasture spring;
I'll only stop to rake the leaves away
(And wait to watch the water clear, I may):
I sha'n't be gone long. You come too.
I'm going out to fetch the little calf
That's standing by the mother. It's so young,
It totters when she licks it with her tongue.
I sha'n't be gone long. You come too."
I can feel the quiet of the place Joan .......this is a really beautiful capture.
ReplyDeleteHave enjoyed your series, great shot to end on.
ReplyDeleteIt sure does look peaceful and it is to understand you not wanting to leave.
ReplyDeleteI loved messing about in rock pools. I have to be more careful nowadays, especially if I have a camera around my neck. I wonder if the local council marooned that rowboat there just for photographers?
ReplyDeleteI also have to be careful ... sprained my ankle riding my bike :-(
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